Bond undid Q's fly and dropped his trousers, leaving him bare except for the bit of shirt that clung to his shoulder.
"You're my trophy," he said simply, indulging in the desire to caress Q's bare skin with rough, firm hands.
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Date: 2023-02-06 05:36 am (UTC)Bond undid Q's fly and dropped his trousers, leaving him bare except for the bit of shirt that clung to his shoulder.
"You're my trophy," he said simply, indulging in the desire to caress Q's bare skin with rough, firm hands.